...prudent to retreat, all follow his rapid flight. Byron thus describes a troop of wild horses : ' ' A trampling troop ; I see them come ! In one vast squadron they advance I I strove to cry— my lips were dumb. The steeds rush on in plunging pride ; But where are they the...

...through the sky, When with its crackling sound the night Is chequered with the northern light : — From out the forest prance A trampling troop, — I see them come! A thousand horse — and none to ride ! With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide n'istrils, never stretched...

...meteors through the sky, When with its crackling sound the night Is checkered with the northern light : From out the forest prance A trampling troop — I see them come ; A thousand horse, and none to ride ; With flowing tail and flying mane, Wide nostrils, never stretched...

...low, Or feebly foaming went. At length, while reeling on our way, Methought I heard a courser neigh From out yon tuft of blackening firs. Is it the wind...see them come ! In one vast squadron they advance ! A thousand horse — and none to ride ! With flowing tail, and flying mane, Wide nostrils, never...

...meteors through the sky, When with its crackling sound the night Is checkered with the northern light : From out the forest prance A trampling troop — I see them come; A thousand horse, and none to ride ; With flowing tail and flying mane, Wide nostrils, never stretched...

...we were—or seem'd—alone. At length, while reeling on our way, Methought I heard a courser neigh, From out yon tuft of blackening firs. Is it the wind...branches stirs? No, no! from out the forest prance I strove to cry—my lips were dumb. The steeds rush on in plunging pride; But where are they the reins...

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...were — or seem'd — alone : At length, while reeling on our way, Methought I heard a courser neigh, From out yon tuft of blackening firs. Is it the wind...forest prance A trampling troop ; I see them come 1 In one vast squadron they advance ! I strove to cry — my lips were dumb. The steeds rush on in...

...everything, seeing that, as is usually the case in the bush - veldt, my range of vision was limited. " A trampling troop, — I see them come, In one vast squadron they advance." I had pulled up directly I saw them emerging from the bush, though I had great difficulty in keeping...

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